Lord, I Give It to You
Every thunderstorm that I hear
Every bird in the sky, and morning's early dew
I see the miracles that you do
Lord, I give it all to you
Everyday I get up and get ready for school
Listening to praise songs every morning in the car
And I can't help but sit and feel like such a fool
That you were right there waiting for me near and far
All I had to do is open up my eyes and look up to the skies
And then I would know what I would do every time someone cries
Lord, I would give it all to you
Now I'm sitting in my class getting back my test
But that's not what is on my mind
Besides my mighty quest
To search for your glory but that's not all that I would find
I would find all I'm looking for
I will raise my hand in the air
And I don't care who sees me anymore
Lord, I give it all to you
When I get home from school I hear my grandpa's been really ill
And there's nothing we can do
So I go to my room and bow my head to pray
And that's when I felt your glory running through my veins
Lord, help me get through I give it all to you
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